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With tongs in one hand and a glass in the other, he haphazardly filled his tulasses and they soon toasted one another, but she couldn’t remember what he’d said She was already in that zone, that need factor playing a part in every move she made

He took her hand in his and led her to the circular-style leather sofa As soon as he sat down, he pulled her on top of hi her straddle him

The hazy look of alcohol-fueled eyes made her believe she could easily take control of the situation He’d apparently had a little too much to drink prior to her arrival there, but she didn’t mind She could take hi adults and he had picked her up the first night without the first drop of alcohol in his system Plus, he’d returned there for her He’d paid for the suite

Now, she needed to steer him, keep his ain And she needed to push aside the guilt Maybe if she’d gone to Trouble in the beginning, things would’ve worked out exactly like this anyway She’d chosen another route and she’d captured the attention of several founding fathers, one for sure

Now she would play her hand out and hope for the best

“Kissher closer, seducing her

She seated herself on his bulging cock, rubbing her center against his erection as she leaned forward and lightly kissed his mouth “Better?”

His lips quirked and his eyes flickered with pure male confidence “You think you’ve won”

“Won?”

She understood what he meant

He bracketed his ared her forward With his chest nitude of his longing “Who were they, Sable?”

She leaned in for another kiss but he pulled back This tiainst the sofa before she knehat hit her He clasped her hands and thrust her arh with her In fact, his expression softened

“We can do this the easy way,” he whispered, biting at her lace bra “Or we can take all night and do it the hard way”

“Sounds fun,” she said playfully

“Sounds like torture but I can handle it”